Mists, Bells, Soccer Balls

Lazy Sunday!  We spent another morning in the coffeeshop, me reading The Mists of Avalon (so perfect for being snowed in!) and J editing chapters.  I love to look over at him scribbling on pages of crazy science, witnessing him slowly coming to the end of this stressful time.  The road our house is on is almost unfrozen, but was too small for the snowplow to get past.  Instead, it tried to come through, pushed up an impassable ridge of snow, and backed out again.  I should be thankful I haven't had anything to do that requires the car.

So, other than reading today I've done a fat lot of nothing.  I recently found an old baoding ball necklace I bought when I was a pre-teen, and have been twirling it around my fingers while I read.  It is the most beautiful sound in the world (hear it here).  I did some internet sleuthing and figured out how the bell works.  Here's what it looks like on the inside:

I also found out that the study of bells is campanology.  I'll add campanologist to my list of dream professions with candy designer, parade float maker and professional direction-giver.

Tomorrow I have promised my wonderful new library friend that I will play on a soccer team with her.  I think it is only 2 or 3 games, but I'm concerned that my inability to play soccer, as well as the below-freezing temperatures may impact my drive to win. That drive is pretty low, anyway.  I was a goalie long, long ago, but it's going to take more than me watching a few youtube videos to prevent me from embarrassing myself.  Seriously, if you toss a pen at me I duck.

Tomorrow get ready for a guest post from my Ghost of Christmas Future, Freeze Dried.